Avast, ye scalawags! Have ye heard the tales of the Pirate Queen, Gráinne Ní Mháille, defender of the coastal waters near her home? Nay, I warrant ye haven't, and more's the pity!
When the companions were not forced to rest in hostile territory, they spent evenings around their campfire. Sometimes they were so exhausted from fighting or traveling that they fell asleep on the ground where they’d dropped, too tired to even put up their tents.
An Ork camp upon the gate of Gostannon blocks the main way. The line of supplies to Ost Galadh has been cut off. A group of elves gets ready to help, and the Malledhrim are glad about it.